Heh heh heh. I get what you mean. I'd go so far as to say I'd have "sexual intercourse" with her in my "bed" as soon as the "test results" came back from the "infectious diseases clini wait oh god what have I

Heh heh heh. I get what you mean. I'd even go so far as to say I'd let her ride my "magical pony" and by "magical pony", I mean "magical pony", 'cause I have a wait fuck what am I even

Heh heh heh. I get what you mean. And maybe after you're "done" with "her" I can have "sex" with "you" I mean "her" I mean

Fine. Okay. I want to have sex with you. There. You happy? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY?

Going on a tangent from the sexy TWers of olde, re-reading this thread brought back memories. At the time this thread was active I got a private message from I_am_what_I_play in which he claimed to be a CrapZone moderator who had "exposed" the "fact" that the TW and BZ user Ville is in my alter ego. Resultingly they had apparently banned Ville from their forums for the suspected crime of being me. Their paranoia at the time was delightful!

Dogz (under a new name) replies with his characteristic series of oddly placed question marks and randomly capitalised words: 'Drink, drugs whatever?... Is NO excuse for this vile/evil behaviour. This revolting little man is only a clothes designer.' (Nowadays, clothes designers and other people/professions of base stock have the temerity to have political views. He is not revolting because he has fascist views, of course, but because he has a job on the level of, I dunno, a hospital floor mopper.)

Sensing that he is losing ground to one of the forum's heavyweights, Madman retorts with this precise putdown: 'Only a clothes designer? Why is that not an important profession? If there were no clothes designers we would all be walking around nude!' (Obviously. Without our prized fashion designers, it would never occur to anyone to tip the contents of a charity collection bag over their heads and wear tanktops constructed out of flannel dusters, christmas-tinsel laced loin cloths, and tri-cornered ten-gallon hats. )

Here, Claude makes a guest appearance to defend drunken fascists with a series of bon mots such as 'in vino vertias', and Bowie's 'I believe very strongly in fascism' from Playboy. The inference is presumably that Bowie once said it, so it must be true. And surely no one would be daft enough to jeopardise their status as a True Fan™ at BC by contradicting what Bowie once said?

Dogz makes the perfectly reasonable point that Galliano's thoughts had not come out of nowhere; that they were indeed his and liquor had released thoughts he had previously suppressed. He argues that no one of a compassionate and sensible mind would agree with or defend those remarks.

Madman (admin) replies with, 'So I am not compassionate and sensible?' Peculiarly, he's taken to defending Galliano's comments as if they were his own. Or he's preparing a defence along the lines that 'being intolerant of Nazis is fascist, too!!!'

The argument, however, terminates when Dogz tires of the stupidity of his gladiatorial opponent and unexpectedly unregisters himself: 'I find your attitude most disturbing. Therefore I must leave BowieZone.'

I'm not sure if I ever even realized I had been banned. I must have visited BZ only once.

Back when I was still a student I wanted to give a presentation about TW and related things, but I decided I didn't have enough material. Though, I did mention the tubgirl thing and the Pink Floyd incident as side notes in some other presentation I did.

The argument, however, terminates when Dogz tires of the stupidity of his gladiatorial opponent and unexpectedly unregisters himself: 'I find your attitude most disturbing. Therefore I must leave BowieZone.'

The Dogz equivalent of when Paulie says "I must turn my back on you now" to Henry Hill in GoodFellas?

It also sounds like something Darth Vader might say before initiating a force powered choke hold. In many respects Dogz has the same effect in that I nearly died from laughing at the sheer inanity of his statement.